The one who wasn't allowed to die.
The one who has defended me and stood up for me
My whole entire life.
I am rotating between shock and sadness,
Crying and numbness.
I didn't get to say goodbye.
I miss her so much already.
I hate death.
It never takes a holiday,
And comes completely unexpected,
Leaving destruction in its path.
It's not supposed to be this way.
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